Aiko stood frozen in astonishment, her gaze fixed on the scene unfolding before her. It was a sight unlike anything she had ever encountered in her illustrious career as a skilled bounty hunter. The woman standing before her was no ordinary individual, no mere target to be captured for a reward. As Aiko examined the woman's remarkable features, her heart pounded with a mix of apprehension and recognition.
The woman's prosthetics and cybernetic enhancements were a marvel to behold, a testament to the advancements of technology. Aiko's eyes scanned every intricate detail, from the vibrant green hue of her skin to the intricate tribal tattoos that adorned her body. And then it struck her—the revelation dawned upon her like a bolt of lightning. It was La Gazelle, one of the most enigmatic and dangerous figures among the ranks of the notorious Widow Makers.
Without conscious thought, Aiko's instincts took over, a surge of primal energy coursing through her veins. She activated her arm, the sleek metal morphing into a fearsome weapon. The deadly claws extended, their sharp edges glinting ominously under the pale light. A soft blue glow emanated from her prosthetic, casting an ethereal aura around her.
However, deep within her gut, Aiko knew that this confrontation would not be an easy one. La Gazelle possessed an agility and speed that surpassed any opponent she had faced before. Aiko understood that her usual arsenal of weapons would prove futile against such an extraordinary adversary.
"Go find the little one with green hair," Lysander said to Aiko, his body trembling with excitement from the booster he had taken. Aiko could sense a change in his elegant demeanor and way of speaking; it had become aggressive and fierce. Without hesitation, Aiko swiftly moved past the scene to search for their second target.
La Gazelle glanced at Aiko and swiftly leaped towards her, the sound of her massive leg implant resembling that of a helicopter.
"Level one!" a loud cry reverberated through the area as La Gazelle found herself suspended in mid-air, just a few steps away from Aiko's neck. Aiko looked on in shock, unsure of what was happening as everything unfolded in an instant.
Lysander, both arms radiating a golden aura, observed the scene. "Thought you were fast, huh?" he remarked with a smile on his face.
La Gazelle gazed at Lysander and, using her left leg, effortlessly broke free from the Chainlock he had just applied. A Chainlock is a technique utilized by skilled cyberhackers and bounty hunters to disable cybernetic enhancements in a person's body. The effectiveness of the Chainlock varies depending on the proficiency and power of the individuals involved.
Although La Gazelle easily escaped the Chainlock, she recognized Lysander's strength. It was his way of asserting that he was the one she was up against, not Aiko. She understood that she wouldn't be able to harm Aiko without getting past Lysander. With a smile, she turned her entire body towards him and spoke for the first time, her words laced with an exotic accent that Aiko had never heard before. "Well, I suppose I'll have to break your bones first, handsome boy."
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Aiko found herself completely engrossed in the moment, her senses fully immersed in the intense scene unfolding before her. Without uttering a single word, Lysander subtly conveyed his silent command to her, his head gently nodding in her direction, urging her to continue on. Taking his cue, Aiko gracefully departed from the scene, leaving Lysander and La Gazelle to confront each other in their impending clash.
As the tension thickened, Lysander, his voice laced with a touch of curiosity, addressed La Gazelle, emphasizing her notorious reputation. "La Gazelle," he uttered, his tone tinged with a hint of intrigue. "A bounty of 20,000 Elektroms hanging over your head. Impressive for someone capable of effortlessly breaking free from a Level One chainlock," he remarked sarcastically, his hands mockingly applauding her supposed feat.
Unfazed by Lysander's taunting words, La Gazelle swiftly retorted, her determination evident as she charged her legs in preparation for the imminent confrontation. "We're not here for idle conversation," she declared, her voice brimming with confidence. A faint chuckle escaped her lips as she continued, her amusement evident. "Who would have thought that the Shinsekai Corporation's lapdogs would venture into these desolate wastelands? Breathing the air here alone might make you sick," she jested, her words laden with a mix of mockery and amusement.
“ Show me how far you can jump, rabbit “ Lysander's challenge rang through the air, his voice dripping with taunting provocation. He extended his left arm, securing it with his right hand before twisting it deliberately. As his hand turned, a surge of power surged forth, causing his arm to be enveloped in a radiant blaze of golden flames. The intensity of the fire was so immense that it obscured his face, leaving only faint glimpses of his features amidst the fiery glow.
With a single bound, Lysander leaped towards La Gazelle with astonishing velocity, akin to a shooting star hurtling across the night sky. The golden flames surrounding him trailed behind like a blazing tail, painting a mesmerizing spectacle in the air. The sheer force and speed of his leap were awe-inspiring, carrying an air of unstoppable power.
Recognition flashed across La Gazelle's eyes as she laid her gaze upon Lysander, finally comprehending the formidable opponent standing before her. "Ah, so you're the renowned Golden Star," she remarked, a hint of admiration mixed with a touch of wariness coloring her voice. The weight of his reputation became apparent in her words.
With an intensified determination, La Gazelle channeled an incredible surge of energy into her legs, causing the very air surrounding her to crackle with electric anticipation. A resounding pulse reverberated through the vicinity, resonating with a thunderous boom that shattered the tranquility of the environment. The sheer force of the impact sent an old parked car hurtling through the air, its once-static presence transformed into an unexpected airborne spectacle.
Undeterred by the display of raw power, La Gazelle launched herself towards Lysander, her legs propelling her forward with a ferocious intensity. The meeting of her mighty legs and Lysander's enveloping golden flames created a collision of titanic proportions, their respective energies clashing in a display of sheer force and willpower. The clash between their powers created a spectacle of epic proportions, with radiant sparks and waves of energy cascading through the air, a testament to the formidable strength possessed by both combatants.